It was almost dark now, and the atmosphere near the cemetery was too dark. The public toilet was relatively old, and only dim, broken light bulbs were on, which gave me an inexplicable sense of fear.
But no matter how severe the fear was, it couldn't compare to the pain in my abdomen. I didn't even think about it, so I quickly found a cubicle and got in.
Fortunately, no one usually comes to this cemetery, and the inside of the compartment is obviously not as dirty as the outside. It's just that there is no light, and it is pitch black.
Since ancient times, there has been an idiom called "One Thousand Miles of Water". Now I finally have a deep understanding of the breadth and depth of the Chinese language. These four words describe who I am now. It is very appropriate.
I don’t know how long I had diarrhea, but my legs were all numb, which barely relieved the abdominal pain.
I was just about to leave when I suddenly heard footsteps, and then two people seemed to be talking in low voices as they walked into the toilet.
I heard the voice of one of them very familiar. It seemed to be Haoran's father? I was a little surprised. I didn't expect to meet familiar people in the toilet.
I just wanted to go out and say hello, but my legs were numb and I couldn't move at all. However, at this moment, I suddenly heard something that shocked me.
A younger man said: "Uncle, if we do this, do you think Haoran will resent us?"
Then Haoran's father sighed and said: "Oh... I can't bear it. After all, Haoran is my only son, but there is no way. Haoran will inherit the Wang family in the future, and his destiny is too good in the world of the world.
It will be beneficial to the underworld. If he dies, he will always be just a little kid with no achievements in the underworld."
After hearing these words, cold sweat broke out on my face. I didn't dare to move, so I hid in the cubicle and listened quietly.
The young man continued: "But uncle, Haoran died so tragically. You didn't even see that when Haoran died, his shouting was heard throughout the tunnel. Alas... I'm really afraid that Haoran will turn into a
The fierce ghost will have to deal with our own people first."
Haoran's father smiled and said: "Don't worry, Master Lingzhao is here. Besides, the elders in the underworld have been waiting for Haoran to pass. He is too busy now, so how can he have time to seek revenge from you."
The more I listened, the more frightened I became. Why did this young man know that Haoran shouted so loudly that the entire tunnel could be heard when he was about to die? Why did he say that Haoran would come to him for revenge after his death?
Is it possible...
When I thought of this, I was completely stunned. If I hadn't pressed my mouth hard, I would have screamed.
Could it be that Haoran was not killed by the ghosts of the Bai family at all, and the disappearance of him and Li Chi had nothing to do with the Bai family. In fact, Haoran was actually the young man from the Wang family in the toilet, the man who called Haoran his father's uncle.
Killed?
My whole body was shaking non-stop, and my whole body was numb. This incident was no less than a bolt from the blue to me!
And I couldn't accept this fact for a while!
Why? Why would Haoran's father allow a member of his own family to kill his own son?
I listened quietly, only to hear Haoran's father continue to speak: "Don't worry, Haotian, as long as Haoran reaches the underworld, he will know that everything we did was for him. We were in order to build a tomb in Baijia
How many brothers from the underworld have been sacrificed for such a blood sacrifice array... This is all to send Haoran away to the underworld. Don't forget, that is the base of the Bai family. If the Bai family knows about this, our Wang family will follow
Aren’t the Bai family about to fall out immediately?”
That young man seems to be named Haotian, and he seems to be a brother of the same race as Haoran. I remember seeing him once during the funeral, but I didn't have a deep impression. He should be a fair-skinned man with a popular face.
An ordinary man about seven meters tall.
Just listen to Haotian say: "No, but uncle's move is really cruel. It can not only make Haoran successfully become a ghost, but also frame the blame on the Bai family and make the other three major families become hostile to the Bai family. Uncle, I am so cruel."
I admire you."
Haoran's father sneered twice and said: "This is nothing. Besides, this is not my idea. This kid Haoran was originally a good prospect, but unfortunately his destiny is too hard. He is only suitable for being a human being, not a ghost. Otherwise, we
I won’t go to any trouble to make such a blood sacrifice formation for him. But if he suffers more during his lifetime, he will definitely become rich after his death, so it’s worth it.”
Saying that these two people had already let go of the water, and gradually walked out, I listened to the footsteps of the two people gradually walking away, and I was already dumbfounded...
I pondered over what the two people had just said, and gradually understood the content of their conversation.
Wang Haoran's death was not caused by the ghosts of the Bai family at all, but by the Wang family's own conspiracy. If what the two people just said is correct, then the person who killed Haoran was probably Haotian.
Of course, Haotian is not the culprit. The entire death of Haoran is a long-planned conspiracy of the Wang family. The planner of this conspiracy is likely to be a senior member of the Wang family, and Haotian is only the direct operator.
Of course, this Wang family is obviously not ordinary. This Wang family must be the underground family of Sijiu City, Xu, Bai, Wang, and Chen Zhong’s Wang family! Haoran’s true identity should be the eldest son of the Wang family in the world, and he will inherit the Wang family’s ancestral business in the future.
Yes, even if he cannot inherit it, his status in the underworld after death will not be simple.
However, Haoran's destiny determined that he would be rich and powerful in the world of heaven, but he could only be an ordinary brat in the underworld.
I've heard this truth told by Lao Mao several times. Lao Mao said that the better a person's destiny in the world of heaven and the better he is, the worse his destiny will be in the underworld and the harder it will be to get ahead. The most straightforward example is Liang Xiaofeng.
, her bones weighed one or two seven, and her fate was rough when she was in the world of the world. She died young, but after she became a fierce ghost in the underworld, she had an unparalleled physique that devoured everything.
And Haoran is very likely to be the exact opposite of Liang Xiaofeng. His destiny is smooth in the world of heaven, but he will inevitably decline in the underworld.
That's why the Wang family came up with such a cruel idea, using the so-called "blood sacrifice" array to nail Haoran to death in the subway tunnel of Baijiafen, so that Haoran would have enough pain and pain when he was about to die.
Resentment can help him become a ghost directly after death.
The Wang family also has another purpose of doing this, which is to frame the Bai family and cause the other three major families to be dissatisfied with the Bai family.
After all, Wang Haoran is the eldest son of the Wang family. Everyone in the four major families must know this. If Haoran is found dead in the Bai family grave, people from the three major families besides the Bai family will definitely think that this matter was done by the Bai family.
, coupled with what Lao Mao and the others did before to drive away Meng Erbai, people from the three major families will definitely feel that the Bai family is plotting revenge, so they killed Haoran, still using this cruel method.
Thinking of this... I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. No matter who planned all these conspiracies, this person's city and strategy were simply outrageous.
I thought about it carefully and realized that it turned out that before we drove away Meng Erbai, made enemies with the Bai family, and spread the war to Wang Haoran, it all seemed like a big conspiracy. I, Lao Mao, Meng Yun, and Da Huang
, Zhang Duo... The few of us are actually just pawns in the fight between the Wang family and the Bai family...
The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and the cold sweat increased more and more. I quickly picked up my pants, stood up, and opened the door unsteadily.
I must tell the old cat about this, because only the old cat can be trusted now.
It turns out that the Wang family has been taking advantage of us, as well as the great monk, the master Lingzhao who claimed to be the one who negotiated with the underground ghosts, or the eight great masters? He is obviously a member of the Wang family...
He is most likely a traitor planted by the Wang family in the underworld. There must be some kind of intrigue in the negotiations between the eight masters and the four major families, and there must be something hidden...
The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, so I pushed open the small door of the toilet cubicle.
However, as soon as I opened the door, I was immediately frightened. The small door opened, and I saw a thin figure standing outside the small door, facing me, grinning at me.
He was an old man, he looked to be sixty years old at least. He was wearing a shabby yellow clothes, his face and arms were rotten, and there were a few flies flying around him. I couldn't tell what was disgusting.
Still scary.
He just looked at me blankly, his eyes were like dead fish eyes.
His mouth was half open, his mandible was exposed, his tongue was very long, and there was something green and moss-like growing on his tongue. I don’t know how he died that year.
I understood immediately.
The great monk once said that the bloody handprints on my back were ghosts urging me to die. People who have been possessed by ghosts are very easy to attract ghosts. This place is close to the cemetery and has a strong yin energy. Now it is almost night, and attracting ghosts is a common occurrence...
But now Lao Mao and Da Huang have already left, and neither of them can come to help me. I don’t have a mahogany sword with me. The ghost in front of me looks gray and gloomy. It’s obviously not very powerful, but to me
Said he was almost fatal.
What should I do? Do I have to fight this old guy with my bare hands? But I don’t know how to face a ghost...
However, at this moment, I suddenly thought of the small bloody handprint that Liang Xiaofeng had printed on me.
When I thought of this, I was overjoyed. I quickly pressed the fingerprint gently and whispered: "Xiaofeng, come and save me... Xiaofeng, come and save me..."
However, the ghost old man in front of me didn't give me any time. Before I could finish calling Xiao Feng, he suddenly dodged and pounced towards me!
A foul smell came over me, and I almost saw his moss-covered tongue flicking towards my face!